I
epic as it was
eternal as it is
turmoil enraptures
brings forth its years
II
this place of vision and haste
surrounded by beauty and inner waste
blessings and bitter distaste
it is fate
III
chaos and retribution
violence a seemingly perfect solution
time to grieve intuition
the passing
IV
one day come the next
as time passes
chaos must rest
into peace
Journals Of Enreal 
well expressed
Thank you Kumar
Pleasure, in between do read my stuff and let me know your response. Thanks 🙂
You seem to make turmoil sound beautiful….
it is in the eye of the beholder I suppose. More often than not I am drawn to the dark and find beauty there… thank you for seeing this piece
And “out of chaos, comes order”… sometimes, at least… or maybe always eventually….
provoking piece, enreal. thank you.
thank you my dear friend sam… always blessed to be graced by your words